Let's Get Drunk

Klank

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    Chorus: repeat 2X

    Now drink up, let's get drunk
    Le-le, le-le, let's get drunk
    Now drink up, let's get drunk
    and throwup in the car, let's get drunk

    [E-40]

    I'm sideways doin about a buck fifty
    Drunk and on some of that top of the line high on Carlos Rossi
    Drunk about a gallon to the dome, then that's the hit
    Everything's blurry, burnt twisted eyes bloodshot red
    Straight up on four

    [B-Legit]

    Don't forget about Legit though
    Danked out, and full of that Cisco
    Siding with the proper dame I don't know her name
    But I'm lovin this part of the game (yeah)
    And I'ma take her for a real ride (uh-huh)
    Somewhere deep in the hillside
    I got about a eighth in the coo-ler (coo-ler)
    I thinks this just might do her (might do her?)
    And ain't nobody gonna stop me main (yeah)
    Once I gets her sloppy main (sloppy main)
    Drunk as a skunk, and high as a kite
    I hope I don't earl on baby tonight

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    [E-40]

    Used to be sophisticated, but now she's intosticated
    High society stuck up broad, violated then graduated
    If we was the seven, can we get eight? (uh-huh, sure)
    Just by you forgettin to say (yeah)
    And then the question later, just like my big ol middle finger
    Such an ignorant question, sittin in the corner blushin
    It's really no problems I'ma go head and side and like I'm hecka stuck
    And watch baby drink up

    Chorus

    [D-Shot]

    Mack D-Shot needin a dose of that gin
    Cause I'm in it to win, as I'm tossin a ten
    to plug it right, that is my mo-tive
    To dig real dip, as I explose this
    And watch the expression, on her face (yeah)
    It gets me off as I collaborate
    But that's how it goes another night, another session
    But the tender straight taught me a lesson
    Night number two (yeah) I know I shoulda been sober (uh-huh)
    But now I'm advanced, and I'm about to bend her over
    I can't get enough of that fetti for real
    And now I'm hopin that she's on the pill (yeah)
    Day number three, I'm well prepared
    I got my Eight Ball, and I'm ready to tear
    I'm stiffer than a doorknob, I do the job
    Enough to tell a friend, that D got in

    Chorus

    [B-Legit]

    Here we go again, and I'm in pursuit
    I gotta hit the liquor store before two
    Cuz me and D-Shot big ---- and Dan
    Needs us a case of them tall cans
    It's not a birthday, but let's celebrate
    And get hella keyed cuz it's hella late
    I gotta thank God that I'm still alive
    Cuz last night I died about 3:45
    I hit the lights quick and I jumped in the bed
    And somethin went real wrong with my head
    The room started spinnin and I needed a breeze
    And somethin told me nigga don't you breathe

    [E-40]

    Dehydrated, nauseated, got a bad case of hiccup
    Gotta go fetch some H2R, feel like I'm fits to upchuck
    Gots ta have it, looks into the medicine cabinet
    Hmm, there it is, plop plop fizz fizz
    Oh what a fuckin relief it is
    Mumblin and grumblin goes my stomach growling
    I'm sick as the fuck I see the devil smiling
    It's like a motor, I think I got a damn ulcer and shit
    Every other fuckin day I'm tellin my sahies I quit
    But you know that's drama, niggaz be barkin they ass off
    Life is too boring, that's why I wakes up in the morning
    Pervin swearvin runnin all into the curb and
    Twisted on some of that cherry flavored bourbon, yeah

    Chorus

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